Hal: Bonnie, it's Hal Munson. Can you give me a call as soon as you get this? It's about Jennifer. I'm -- just call me. Thanks.
Emily: Huh, there it is. Oh, thank you, God.
Hal: Gee, Em, I don't think I'm gonna squeeze into that.
Emily: Very funny. This is Daniel's only good blazer. Now, if I could only remember where I put the steam iron.
Hal: I'm sure I've got one around here someplace, I just can't remember where. I'm kinda a wash-and-wear guy myself.
Emily: Yeah, I know. So is Daniel. He use to be until Tom insisted that he interview at Oakdale Latin preschool.
Hal: What kinda questions are they gonna ask a 3-year-old? How's his nap experience?
Emily: I have absolutely no idea. All I know is if I didn't find this Jacket, I would be delinquent mother of the year. Is this okay?
Hal: Yeah. The wrinkles will fall out in a day or two.
Emily: Don't even joke. Don't even joke about that. He's gonna be here any minute. I meant to iron this, I just got caught up with the deadline.
Hal: This calls for emergency measures. Now you watch this.
Emily: What are you doing?
Hal: Don't move.
Hal: Don't move. Just watch this.
Emily: All right.
Hal: Right there, there. And --
Emily: And that was?
Hal: Steam. You wanted steam, you got steam. Look. See, it'll be fine.
Emily: How do you do that?
Hal: I don't know. But every time I see you, everything just falls into place.
[Knock on door]
Emily: Oh, that's Tom. Okay.
Hal: Just calm down.
Hal: It'll be all right.
Hal: Come in.
Tom: You know what? I'm outta time. I'm just here to get Daniel's Jacket.
Emily: Freshly pressed.
Emily: Where's Daniel?
Tom: He's in the car with Margo.
Emily: Oh, good, let me come with you. I wanna give him a kiss good luck.
Tom: You know what? We have no time, so please don't go out there. If he sees you, he's just gonna cling.
Emily: It'll just take a minute, Tom.
Tom: You know what's more important? Is that you sign those application forms that I gave you. So you signed them and sent them in along with financial statements, yes?
Emily: The forms?
Tom: Yes, both. Because if you didn't, we're in trouble.
Molly: Abigail, wait. You said you were gonna hear me out.
Abigail: I don't want to hear anything that you have to say about Nick. I really don't.
Molly: There's something that I want to tell you about myself, about my relationship with Nick.
Abigail: No, I don't want to hear it! I don't want to hear it! Because you'll say anything to scare me away from being friends with him.
Molly: I hope to God you know that's not true.
Abigail: I know why you don't want me to see him, and part of it is because you're jealous.
Molly: Of Nick?
Abigail: No, of me. Because I'm happy now. Because I have a whole life in front of me, and you think about how you were at my age and how royally you screwed yours up, and you wanna keep me from doing the same thing.
Molly: Honey, that's not the way it is. Yes, I have regrets, but I want you to be happy more than anything in the world.
Abigail: Then don't assume I'm going to make your mistakes. I'm not you!
Molly: No, but Nick Scudder is still Nick Scudder, and that is why you have to know the truth about him.
Abigail: I know who Nick is.
Molly: No, Abigail, you don't know who he is. You don't know everything that he's done.
Abigail: Okay, fine. Enlighten me.
Molly: Nick is the reason I went to jail. That's right. He robbed a store and let me take the rap for it, Abigail. That is the kind of man that Nick Scudder really is.
Paul: I was expecting you to raise hell when I suggested Carly join the company.
Barbara: And because I didn't -- because I'm listening to your point of view, that means that I am your father's accomplice?
Paul: No, it's not just that. It's other things.
Barbara: Such as?
Paul: Such as the fact that my so-called "father" has been hanging around here for weeks, that Jack Snyder finds him in this house, and you refused to press charges. I think it's about time we had a serious discussion about James Stenbeck.
James: Sounds like -- I should be part of that discussion.
James: "You?" "You?" That's all you've got to say to your father after all these years? Well, I guess a handshake or hug is out of the question?
Paul: If I grab you, it's gonna be by the throat!
James: Oh, that Stenbeck spirit! Don't deal a hand you can't play, son.
Paul: How dare you show your face around here?
James: Somebody had to be here for Barbara.
Paul: I was right, wasn't I? You've been talking to him all along. He's been telling you exactly what to say, hasn't he? Tell me -- tell me this is the first time you've seen him.
Barbara: James has -- visited me occasionally.
Paul: How could you? How could you let this animal back in our lives?!
Barbara: Our lives? You've made it very clear to me that your life is all your own. This -- this is my life, the life you have abandoned me to. James came back to tell me exactly how and why you betrayed me.
James: Sounds like your move, son.
Emily: The applications, yeah, I signed the application, and I sent those in. But the financials -- I didn't know anything about that, Tom.
Tom: You know, we can deal with that later. As long as the school got the application form.
Emily: Right, right, I signed them and sent them out with the rest of the mail at work.
Tom: Okay, fine.
Emily: Okay. So how long is this interview gonna take?
Tom: I don't know, an hour, hour and a half.
Emily: Well, when am I gonna get to see my son? I was supposed to have him last night. It was my night, and you took him away from me, so --
Tom: I'm gonna drive Margo to the police station as soon as we're finished at school. I guess you can pick him up there.
Emily: Okay, great. Great.
Emily: Wait. Oh, no. No, no, no, no, no. Tom -- Tom! I have -- I have meetings all morn --
Hal: I'm working the 4: to 12:. I can take care of Daniel.
Emily: It's not that. It's not that. I can rearrange my schedule. Did you see what just happened? I had to -- I had to practically beg that man to see my own child!
Hal: It'll get better.
Emily: Yeah, not if Tom has anything to say about it.
Hal: Tom is not exactly used to the idea of you and me yet, Emily.
Emily: So that gives him the right to rearrange our custody agreement, to turn it inside out?
Hal: In time, Tom will see that this move is the best thing for Daniel. Now, do you need to reschedule your meeting?
Emily: How can you be so understanding right now?
Hal: What are you talking about?
Emily: I have completely let you down. I promised you that I would use my contacts at "The Intruder" to help track down your daughter, and I haven't done that -- like everything else I haven't done.
Hal: Will you give yourself a break. You've had enough on your mind with all this packing and all this moving. And besides, I've made contact with the magazine. I found out who set up the photo shoot. I'll find out where she is.
Emily: I know, but I wanted to help.
Hal: You do help, Emily. Just your being here helps. Do you know what I wish?
Hal: I wish that Jen were here. I wish my little girl were here, and I wish that your little boy were here. And I wish that Will was screaming for fried chicken and pestering Parker, and we were all sitting around this dinner table and laughing and fighting about who was gonna do the dishes.
Emily: Yeah, me, too.
Hal: Soon, huh?
Emily: Yeah, soon. Oh, boy.
Abigail: So you're talking about the mug shot -- the one that was on the phony wedding invitations? I thought the psycho nanny did that.
Molly: Mary found that picture. It was the real deal, Abigail. I did time in jail because of a robbery, but I didn't rob anybody. All I was guilty of was being with the wrong guy at the wrong time.
Abigail: Yeah. And you're telling me Nick is that guy?
Molly: Abigail, you have to listen to me. Nick Scudder works people. Do you understand what that means? I was sucked into his world, and I paid the price for it. And I am still paying the price for it. I mean, eventually people forgive you, and you may even forgive yourself, but it stays with you. It doesn't go away. When you're laying there alone in bed at night, it always comes back to haunt you, and I don't want you to live your life like that.
Abigail: Wait, you guys told me that you just hung out in the same crowd.
Molly: I know. I know that's what he told you when he first met you, but it was a lie. And I knew it was, and I should have told you, but I didn't.
Molly: Because I was afraid or embarrassed, I don't know. Because I was starting a new life with you and with Jake and the twins. I didn't want that to touch it. I didn't want anyone near it. I wanted to keep Nick Scudder in the past where he belongs.
Abigail: So you lied?
Molly: I did. But I'm not lying right now. I'm telling the truth. >From the botTom of my heart, Abigail, on my life, I'm telling you the truth.
Abigail: Well, you lied to me before about Nick. So why should I believe anything that you're saying now?
Molly: Because it's me telling you this, Abigail. And you and I -- we trust each other.
Abigail: Oh, yeah? You know what they say? They say you fool me once, shame on you. But fool me twice -- I'm sorry. That's not gonna happen.
Paul: I don't know what she's told you, but I'm telling you this. You better go back to wherever the hell you came from, because you're not welcome here! Can't you see what he's doing?
Barbara: What do you mean?
Paul: He can't stand what you and I have together -- that we've become successful without him. So he's trying to rip us apart. He lies to you, plays on your fears.
James: I've told her the truth, Paul. Have you?
Paul: He hates that you and I love each other despite everything he's tried to do to us.
Barbara: James has told me that he's come here to help me.
Paul: Oh, Mom, that's his game. You taught me the rules, you! He wins people's confidence, and then he destroys you. He wants you to need him more than you need me, and then he's gonna move in for the kill.
James: I'm delighted to see how close you two have become. It warms my heart.
Paul: You don't have a heart. Shut up! You know, she might buy all your lies, but don't think for a second that I don't know exactly what's goin' on here. I'm the son you lost, the son who wouldn't follow in the footsteps of a monster.
James: A monster? Monster? Let me tell you something, Paul. I play by my rules -- some say difficult, some say arrogant. I don't care. But know this. I never intended to hurt you, and I've never intended to hurt your mother.
Paul: Hmm, really? Is that why you posted those pictures of me and Carly in the gazebo? When you sent that dress to my mother?
Barbara: The dress? You sent me the dress?
Paul: Yeah, the dress you thought was from Craig was from James. He's trying to tear us apart.
Barbara: Is that true, James? Are you deliberately trying to turn me against my son?
Isaac: What's next?
Bonnie: Okay, the laundry service should be delivering tablecloths.
Isaac: Before we open soon?
Bonnie: They guaranteed.
Isaac: Guaranteed, how?
Bonnie: Well, I kind of hinted to them that um, we were searching for another contractor.
Isaac: Very nice. Showing a little - a lot of initiative for someone that is used to having things delivered to them on a platter.
Bonnie: Thanks, Isaac. And you're showing a lot of intelligence for someone who barely has a high school diploma.
Isaac: Point taken. I apologize.
Bonnie: Apology accepted.
Isaac: And thanks again for helping out now that Lisa's back at fashions. I really appreciate it.
Bonnie: You're welcome.
Isaac: You think you can handle the bar while I do a quick inventory?
Isaac: All right.
Bonnie: Oh, hi, Otis.
Otis: Uh, your purse was ringing while you were in the back.
Bonnie: Oh, thanks.
Hal's voice on voice mail] Hal: Bonnie? It's Hal Munson. Could you give me a call as soon as you get this message? It's about Jennifer. Um, just call me. Thanks.
Bonnie: Oh, my goodness -- Jennifer.
Otis: You okay?
Bonnie: Yeah, Otis, tell Isaac I had to go down to the police station. It's an emergency.
Isaac: Bonnie, have you seen Wednesday's invoice for the -- Bonnie?
Otis: She just ran out of here. She was pretty upset.
Isaac: Did she say where she was going?
Otis: The police station. It was some kind of emergency.
Molly: I know why you want to defend him, Abigail. Because he's been there, listened to you when you needed someone. He's been a shoulder to cry on, right?
Molly: So? Honey, that's what kind of operator this guy is. Okay, he's got this thing -- call it charm, call it whatever you want, but he knows how to become your best friend, and then, he gets into your brain like the guy you've always dreamed of. But then, he breaks you down. Slowly but surely, he breaks you down till there's absolutely nothing left.
Abigail: Don't you think I would know if Nick was using me?
Molly: Not necessarily, because you're young like I was, and maybe you just don't see how he does it.
Abigail: Does what?! All I see is a good friend, someone who thought I had talent, someone who didn't look at me like a little kid. He helped me out on getting my project done, and he's the major reason that I won that award, and Nick is the major reason that I didn't lose my mind when I lost Bryant. No, never once has he been too busy for me, and never once did he push me away when I needed him. He's always been there for me, Molly. That's more than Jen. That's more than Adam, and that's even more than you! And if that's being used and manipulated, then fine, I'll be manipulated!
Molly: Abigail, stop. There's something that I need to tell you. And you might wind up hating me for it, but I'm just gonna have to live with that. Because there's no way that I'm gonna let this guy get his hooks in you any more than he already has.
Abigail: Just stop talking about my friend like that!
Molly: He doesn't know how to be a friend, Abigail! He knows how to act harmless. He's smooth, and he's got charm down to a science, but that's a mask. Because he wants something, and I know what he wants.
Molly: You! He wants you -- all of you. And he's not gonna stop until he gets you in his control, on his terms and in his bed.
Abigail: His bed? And how do you know that?
Molly: Because, Abigail, I've been there.
Barbara: Paul's right, isn't he?! You've been controlling events with the sole purpose of driving us apart.
James: Oh, would that I had the superhuman powers that Paul imagines. What -- what could I have possibly controlled?
Paul: Perceptions. Every innocent step I made, you made it look in my mother's eyes as betrayal.
James: I told your mother the truth! Somebody had to so you wouldn't take advantage of her.
Paul: Mom already knows I hired Carly to design the fashion show.
James: Yeah, she knows because I told her! You put Carly Tenney's interests ahead of your mother's.
Paul: That's not why I did it! I had to hire Carly because if I didn't, the company would have gone under. She knows that, and so do you!
Barbara: No, no, don't! He's baiting you! Stop!
James: You have been very foolish, Paul, and your mother has suffered because of it. In business, you replaced her with a woman unworthy of respect. And in your romantic life, you've you chose someone even more distasteful!
Paul: Do you want to die that badly? You want me to finish what I started years ago?!
Barbara: Paul, don't listen to him! No, don't! James, get out! Get out, and never come back here!
James: Is that what you really want, Barbara? You really want me to leave?!
Paul: It's what we both want.
James: After I'm the one -- I'm the one who told you the truth.
Paul: Get out!
James: Be absolutely sure, Barbara. Absolutely sure. Because once I leave, I'm gone.
Barbara: Just go! Oh, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
Paul: It's all right, it's all right.
Barbara: I'm sorry. Please forgive me. I don't know why he'd turn things around like that. I listened to everything he said about you and about the company, about everything.
Paul: Mom, you were --
Barbara: I'm so stupid, Paul. I'm sorry.
Paul: You were alone. You were alone. You were alone, you were afraid. You needed someone to trust.
Barbara: I just needed you.
Paul: I wasn't here. I'm sorry. I could've done things so differently -- the fashion show, the business, my personal life. I wasn't honest. I didn't give you the respect you deserved. If anyone needs to be forgiven, it's me.
Bonnie: Lieutenant Munson?
Bonnie: I got your messages. Is Jennifer okay?
Hal: Oh, I was hoping that you could tell me. You haven't heard from her?
Bonnie: Not since New York. Not since she got that job in Rome with Gordon Avildsen.
Hal: Yeah, that guy, that guy. I've been trying to track him down. I got a call into the magazine, but I was hoping I would hear from Jennifer herself.
Bonnie: So she didn't call you?
Hal: Oh, she called me to say good-bye, but she hasn't followed up since she got to Rome. So this guy, he's a -- he's a big deal, huh?
Bonnie: He makes fashion, Lieutenant Munson, and he makes supermodels.
Hal: Oh, that's just what I needed to hear, Bonnie.
Bonnie: Their careers. I'm positive she's okay.
Hal: How can you be so sure?
Bonnie: Because when I was in Europe, the happier I was, the fewer phone calls I made.
Hal: Thanks, Bonnie.
Bonnie: Sure. Don't worry. She's okay. She'll call.
Tom: Emily's not here yet?
Hal: She'll be here soon. You didn't give her an exact time, Tom, and frankly, you're a little earlier than we expected.
Tom: Well, that's because the interview was a little shorter than we expected.
Hal: Bonnie, would you excuse us?
Bonnie: Sure. Sure.
Hal: So what's the matter? Finger painting not quite up to snuff?
Margo: Hal --
Hal: I'm sorry, Margo, but we're getting all bent out of shape over a preschool interview here?
Tom: What interview? The interview never took place, because the dean couldn't locate the enrollment forms that Emily supposedly mailed in.
Hal: If she said she mailed them, then she mailed them.
Margo: Emily's say-so -- good enough for me.
Tom: Then I guess we just missed the deadline.
Hal: Tom, it's a preschool. Mama Joy's nursery is just down commerce street, and you don't even need to wear a monkey suit.
Tom: And that is not the point.
Hal: Then what's the point?
Tom: The fact that Emily drops the ball regularly, promises to do things she has no intention of doing, leaving Margo and me to shoulder the responsibility yet again.
Hal: Now, that's not fair, Tom. Emily wanted to take Daniel last night, and you wouldn't let her.
Tom: When are you gonna wake up, Hal?
Hal: Wake up to what?
Tom: To exactly what kind of woman Emily is.
Hal: That's enough, Tom.
Emily: I thought I heard voices in here, huh? How's my little preschooler, huh?
Daniel: Not very good, mom.
Margo: Tom, I'm gonna go sign in. I'll talk to you tonight. Emily.
Emily: Margo. So how'd it go? How'd my little guy do?
Abigail: No, I'm not hearing this. Not again. You're telling me that you and Nick were lovers?
Molly: Yes. I was young, just like you. And just like you, I was just dying to have a man say what I wanted to hear.
Abigail: Oh, why do you compare us? I'm a totally different person than you were at my age.
Molly: In a lot of ways, yes. I had already had a baby -- you. And then, my father made me give you away, and Abigail, I was devastated, and I never got over that. And then, I finally meet Nick. And I think he's special -- different than anybody I'd ever met, because he really listened, and he seemed to understand me, and he always told me that everything was gonna be okay. And for some reason, when I was around him, I felt smart and funny and like anything's possible. Honey, I really need you to hear this.
Abigail: Why? You can't even keep your own story straight. You said that you want to protect me -- protect me from becoming like you, and then you say I'm already like you.
Molly: I know how easy it is to be seduced by men like Nick, honey.
Molly: How easy it is to turn yourself over to someone because they seem to understand you when the rest of the world doesn't. I don't want to see you go down that road of regret, because it'll take you a lifetime to turn it back around.
Abigail: Well, you've turned your life around, right?
Molly: After a lot of years of messing it up, honey.
Abigail: You know, maybe Nick did, too. Do you think you have a monopoly on getting your life together?
Molly: Maybe there's just some things you are too young to understand.
Abigail: Well, maybe there's things I do understand -- like every time a guy shows interest in me, you're bent on taking it all away!
Molly: I know after what happened before --
Abigail: You know what?
Molly: -- You would think that, but --
Abigail: You know what? I am not gonna let you ruin it. I'm not! I'm standing my ground, and I'm not gonna freak out because we happened to stumble across the same guy at different times.
Molly: No, please --
Abigail: And I'm not gonna break down because you'll say anything -- you'll say anything to keep me away from him!
Molly: Don't! Please, where are you going?
Abigail: Maybe I just want to talk to someone my own age.
Molly: Who? Jennifer?
Abigail: Just leave me alone. Please, just --
Molly: Oh, God. Please let her be going to Jen's.
Tom: Thanks to you, Emily, this afternoon was a monumental waste of time. Daniel was dressed, ready, behaving beautifully, and then Margo and I just sat and waited and waited and waited.
Emily: Whoa, whoa, whoa, and this is my fault because?
Tom: Because you never sent in the paperwork.
Emily: Well, what are you talking about?
Tom: You had those papers for weeks. I had answered all the developmental questions. All that was required of you was a signature and a stamp, and you couldn't even make that happen.
Hal: Ease up, Tom.
Emily: Excuse me, I filled out that application. I left it on my desk. It was sent out with the rest of my mail.
Tom: And I knew better than to trust you with anything so important, so why didn't I follow my better judgment?
Emily: Obviously it got lost in the mail, Tom.
Tom: I don't want to hear any more excuses about your irresponsibility. You've used up all of my patience.
Emily: Excuse me. Excuse me, can we talk about this calmly? Please?
Tom: The way I feel right now -- I don't think I better say anything until I thoroughly look over our agreement. I will see you Tomorrow.
Emily: I don't believe it. I did it again. First, the Jacket, now this. I know I filled out that application.
Hal: Don't beat yourself up. It was an honest mistake.
Emily: No, I don't make honest mistakes as far as Tom's concerned. I only plot, plan and scheme to make his life miserable.
Hal: He'll calm down.
Emily: You keep saying that, Hal, but things keep getting worse and worse every time I turn around.
Hal: Yeah, I don't know about that. You seem pretty happy. Anyway, I think you're more of a Mama Joy's kid than a prep school brat any day.
Emily: Come here. I need to see you. You're tired. You had a big day, right, buddy? You want to take a nap? Me, too. Ready to go home? All right. Home -- gee, I like the sound of that, don't you? Especially knowing what it means now. Okay, buddy, let's go.
Hal: I'll be there soon. Rosie, try that number in Rome for me, would you, please?
Isaac: What's wrong? Are you okay?
Bonnie: Why wouldn't I be?
Isaac: Well, I received word that there was some type of emergency at the police station, and then I came down here as quickly as I can. I almost ran a couple lights to get here. Are you sure you're okay?
Bonnie: I came down here to talk to Lieutenant Munson about Jennifer. I'm fine. Really, I am.
Isaac: Is Jennifer okay?
Hal: I'm not sure, Isaac.
Isaac: Well, then why'd you haul Bonnie down here?
Bonnie: He didn't "haul" me anywhere, Isaac.
Hal: I just wanted to ask her a couple of questions.
Isaac: The kind of questions you need a lawyer for?
Hal: I don't think you understand, Isaac. This is not a police matter.
Margo: Hal, I got these transfers for you to sign. You up for it?
Hal: I'm right there. Bonnie, if you hear from Jennifer before I do, you'll call me, please -- anytime, day or night, okay? And thank you for coming down.
Bonnie: Sure, Lieutenant. What right do you have snapping at my heels like some overzealous guard dog?
Isaac: Excuse me?
Bonnie: The man was worried about his daughter, Isaac. Not to mention, he's the chief of detectives. And you run in here like some rocky balboa character demanding answers from him? You're lucky he didn't haul you in.
Isaac: Well, forgive me, duchess McKechnie, for hearing the word "emergency" and getting worried about you.
Bonnie: Believe me, Isaac, if I were really, really in trouble, you'd be the last person I came to for help. And I know you think your little duchess jokes are cute, but in spite of what you think, I am not a helpless female. I can take care of myself.
Barbara: Forgive you? For having my interests at heart? You're my son, Paul. I love you.
Paul: I love you. I'd do anything in the world for you. And as soon as I saw James, I was reminded exactly how much I love you.
Barbara: We both were. All I ever wanted was to be close to you.
Paul: Do you trust me?
Barbara: After the way you stood up to your father, how could I not? I trust you even though you say you want to hire Carly Tenney.
Paul: You mean that?
Barbara: You were right about the show. I know that now. And if you say we need her, we need her.
Paul: Look, I don't want anything to come between us. And I don't want you to feel like you have to go to James -- ever. So if you need anything, come to me. I'll be right here.
Barbara: You mean that?
Paul: In fact, I'll -- I'll stay here tonight, just to make sure you're okay.
Barbara: No. No, you don't have to do that. That's not necessary. You don't have to babysit me. Go. You have a life. I feel safe just knowing that I have your support again.
Paul: You sure you'll be okay for a little while?
Barbara: Of course. So you're going out?
Paul: No, I'm just gonna go tell rose that I'm staying here tonight.
Barbara: It's really not necessary, Paul.
Paul: I want to do it. I'll be back soon.
Barbara: Yes, my darling son. I think you will be.
Molly: Adam, yeah -- if Abigail comes by or if you see her, please tell her to call me, okay? At home. Thank you. It is really important.
Molly: Hey, Holden, come in.
Holden: Hi. I came as soon as I got your message. Where's Abigail?
Molly: She ran out. She's really angry.
Holden: You told her about Nick?
Molly: And me, about our relationship, about the robbery. And I also told her not to trust him, and that seemed to make her even more determined.
Holden: Well, you know how stubborn she can be, but you know what? In my experience, she always comes back around.
Molly: She's 18 now, though, so things are different. She doesn't have to do things just because we say she should do it.
Holden: But she usually does. You want to tell me what you're so afraid of?
Molly: Yeah. That -- that it's gonna be like before with Chris, only worse. I'm gonna lose her for good.
Holden: No, this isn't then.
Molly: You're right. You are right, because I'm not alone now, because I have Jake and the kids.
Holden: That's right, and you just have to try and think about everything that you guys have been through together, and give her some time to remember it. She'll be back.
Molly: I can't just throw up my arms and start yelling and screaming and crying like usual?
Molly: Then I'm not even gonna go there.
Holden: Good, because Abigail loves you. She loves you very much, and she needs you to be strong now, okay?
Molly: I'm gonna fix this. I'm gonna make things right between us if it's the last thing I do. Ever since we met you've never let me down and it was your love that brought me to this place
[Knock at door]
Abigail: Nick --
Abigail: I'm glad you're home. Can I come in?
Nick: Yeah, sure. Are you okay?
Abigail: I just had a long talk with Molly. She told me all about you two.
Nick: Oh. Well, I guess it was bound to happen sooner or later. The robbery, Molly doing time. Abigail, I was so young. I was so young.
Abigail: You know, I don't care about that. I just want to know about you and Molly. Please, tell me. Were you and my mom lovers?
Isaac: Bonnie! Bonnie! Look, I'm sorry, okay? You and I, we don't run in the same circles, but the police and I, we just don't mix -- even the ones that I know.
Bonnie: Well, use someone else as an excuse to vent.
Isaac: Look, I just said I was sorry. Did you hear me?
Bonnie: You're bellowing. How could I miss it?
Isaac: Well, you work for me, and you're also a friend, and I'm concerned about you.
Bonnie: Okay, fine. Great. You're concerned about me. But let's get one thing straight, okay? I don't need some man watching over me. I had one of them and guess what? I called him "daddy."
Isaac: Well, I'm not trying to be anyone's daddy.
Bonnie: Good. Because it's been hard enough learning how to get along without his help. And I don't need you confusing the situation.
Margo: Are you okay?
Hal: Frankly, no.
Margo: You want to talk about it?
Hal: Don't you think that Tom is being just a little bit hard on Emily?
Margo: In what way?
Hal: He's got her worried that he's gonna petition for a new custody arrangement with Daniel.
Margo: Did he actually say that?
Hal: Not in so many words, no, but it was clear what he meant, Margo. It is not fair to use that kid as a bargaining chip.
Hal: Emily messed up with those papers today. Easy mistake. But it's like Tom is looking to punish her for all her past mistakes, too, Margo.
Margo: Okay, look, Hal, this is really between Tom and Emily as they are Daniel's mother and father, not you and me.
Hal: You asked if I wanted to talk about it.
Margo: Yeah, and there's a lot I could probably say about it, but now is not the time or place.
Hal: You hate that Emily moved in with me.
Margo: What I think about it doesn't matter. I respect your choice, Hal. But there is a lot of bad blood between Tom and me and Emily. That woman -- I don't think you and I should get into it. It's better this way. So, I've got a burglary to follow up on -- Milltown. Anything else? Are you gonna be all right?
Hal: I'm fine. Go.
Emily: Well -- are we here to apologize?
Tom: I have nothing to apologize for, Emily.
Emily: Then what do you want, Tom?
Tom: May I come in?
Emily: Fine, make it fast. I'm busy.
Tom: Actually, I'll be blunt. I don't think the Munson household is a good environment for Daniel right now.
Emily: Every time I see you, it's something new. Now it's Hal? You honestly don't think Hal's gonna be a good influence on our son?
Tom: It's not because of who he is. He's just been through a very painful divorce, not a very stable time for anybody in his position.
Emily: No. No, it's not. Not usually, bE7 it's different for Hal. He is a rock. Ask his kids. He's providing a stable, wonderful home for them, and he'll do the same for our son.
Tom: Daniel already has two homes. Don't you think introducing another is a little confusing?
Emily: It's not another home. He's moving. He's moving with me, his mother.
Tom: The mother who screwed up his chances of getting into a good school.
Emily: I don't know what happened with the damn papers, Tom! I signed them. I sent them in. I had every reason to believe they were in the mail and on the way to the school. I should've double-checked -- sue me. But moving is a separate issue. Do you really think that I would be uprooting my son if I weren't replacing it with something better? I'm moving in with Hal Munson because I can give him more of what he needs, not less.
Tom: Please! There is only one reason you're moving in here, and it is not for Daniel's sake.
Emily: Enlighten me.
Tom: Well, you've finally found yourself another man you can bleed, and I'm gonna be very clear about this. I will not allow you to use Daniel to make yourself to look more attractive to a family man like Hal Munson.
Emily: Oh, please. You know that that is completely --
Tom: So if I get any indication that he's not being taken care of, I will take whatever steps are necessary to make that right.
Emily: Okay, you listen to me. I've had it with your veiled threats. You are spinning this out of control so you have some kind of excuse to try to take my son away from me! And I've got news for you, pal, that is not gonna happen!
Tom: I'm not threatening you, and I don't need any excuses. I will do whatever it takes to make sure my son is safe and cared for.
Emily: You cannot take my son away from me!
Tom: I'm a lawyer! I'm pretty clear on what I can and cannot do. So you better think about what you're doing and why. And you better think hard before you lose what you say is the most important thing in your life -- your son.
Barbara: Hello, James.
James: You were born for the stage, darling. You had a magnificent performance. You know, you almost had me fooled.
Barbara: Are you so certain it was a performance?
James: Oh, of course. I mean, you were magnificent. You didn't give a clue. You were perfect.
Barbara: Paul thinks that he's driven you from Oakdale.
James: Yes, which is why we must be more careful now. No one needs to know that I'm around.
Barbara: Someone -- perhaps Jack Snyder will trace your steps.
James: Yes, and they'll find a trail that leads to Canada. Barbara, our success in the weeks to come depends on your discretion. You need to play your hand very carefully. We both need to.
Barbara: He was so sweet, just now.
Barbara: Kinder to me than he's been in weeks. It makes me wonder if I need you at all.
James: Barbara, if you'd rather I left, simply say so. Good. I'm glad we understand each other. Barbara, I'm here for you, but I have to be your best-kept secret.
Barbara: So what do I do?
Barbara: What is this?
James: Groundwork, Barbara -- enough to destroy one of the women who have wronged you. Soon we'll have enough to destroy all three.